A/N: Well I didn't get too many reviews for Whispers in the night, but I
wanted to write this all the same. I like writing first person stories. I
love to step into people's shoes. So I love these stories, flames are
acceptable. Oi. I don't care. Any reviews are appreciated!
I look her in the eyes, I always do. I didn't used to, like I was afraid of what she would see. Afraid that if she saw the affection in my eyes, that she would misinterpret it. That she would think that I saw someone else. Someone she looks like, but I know it isn't her, I know they aren't the same person. I know Kagome's spirit, her laugh, her tears, and gentle touch. It's all unique to her. Everything. She doesn't know it, but I look into her eyes, and I see everything. All of the possibilities for us, for me, and for her. I see our future, together; it's beautiful.
I was afraid at first. Of the way she looked, if she would judge me like others did. But she seemed different. I had to wonder if she would kill me physically the way her predicessor killed me spiritually. Still, Kagome had woke me from my reverie. She had broken the seal, in more ways than one. After -- after I said her name, I knew she wasn't the same. I knew she wouldn't hurt me the way Kikyo had.
Maybe that's why I chased everyone away from her. I didn't want her to forget me, forget that she trusted me first. I can still remember when I was sleeping, the first thing she said to me. Did she really say it? I know it was her voice, I know I heard her, it may have not been vocal, but I heard it all the same. She said "Help me." and from then on, I thought it was about me. That I was there to protect her, that was my job. When anyone else came along, when she went home, I felt so threatened, that I wouldn't be able to protect her. From everything, from demons to lecherous priests. All of it, I wanted her to stay clean. I wanted her to be free from what Kikyo had, from the lies and the deceit. I wanted her to make me innocent.
I still get a high from it. From the adreniline that pumps through my body as she calls my name. I can smell her fear. No, it's more than that, I can taste it; touch it. It's tangible. I can feel her need for me in the air. Her need to be saved, to have her dashing furry eared prince charming rescue her again.
She's really saving me.
She may be in physical peril, but I had lost everything. My life, my love, and any hope for a future with happiness. Yet Kagome fixes it, by taking the place of my love -- No. She didn't take her place. She's completely different in millions of glorious ways. The way she kisses, the way she moves, the way she smiles, and the way she calls my name. Kikyo never called for me. Never even in the darkest nights, Kikyo never wanted me. Kagome didn't take Kikyo's place, she made one of her own, fixing any problems I had in the process. That's why I can look into her eyes now, because I know she has her own place in my heart. That her name released the lock there, so she could finally enter in.
I look her in the eyes, I always do. I didn't used to, like I was afraid of what she would see. Afraid that if she saw the affection in my eyes, that she would misinterpret it. That she would think that I saw someone else. Someone she looks like, but I know it isn't her, I know they aren't the same person. I know Kagome's spirit, her laugh, her tears, and gentle touch. It's all unique to her. Everything. She doesn't know it, but I look into her eyes, and I see everything. All of the possibilities for us, for me, and for her. I see our future, together; it's beautiful.
I was afraid at first. Of the way she looked, if she would judge me like others did. But she seemed different. I had to wonder if she would kill me physically the way her predicessor killed me spiritually. Still, Kagome had woke me from my reverie. She had broken the seal, in more ways than one. After -- after I said her name, I knew she wasn't the same. I knew she wouldn't hurt me the way Kikyo had.
Maybe that's why I chased everyone away from her. I didn't want her to forget me, forget that she trusted me first. I can still remember when I was sleeping, the first thing she said to me. Did she really say it? I know it was her voice, I know I heard her, it may have not been vocal, but I heard it all the same. She said "Help me." and from then on, I thought it was about me. That I was there to protect her, that was my job. When anyone else came along, when she went home, I felt so threatened, that I wouldn't be able to protect her. From everything, from demons to lecherous priests. All of it, I wanted her to stay clean. I wanted her to be free from what Kikyo had, from the lies and the deceit. I wanted her to make me innocent.
I still get a high from it. From the adreniline that pumps through my body as she calls my name. I can smell her fear. No, it's more than that, I can taste it; touch it. It's tangible. I can feel her need for me in the air. Her need to be saved, to have her dashing furry eared prince charming rescue her again.
She's really saving me.
She may be in physical peril, but I had lost everything. My life, my love, and any hope for a future with happiness. Yet Kagome fixes it, by taking the place of my love -- No. She didn't take her place. She's completely different in millions of glorious ways. The way she kisses, the way she moves, the way she smiles, and the way she calls my name. Kikyo never called for me. Never even in the darkest nights, Kikyo never wanted me. Kagome didn't take Kikyo's place, she made one of her own, fixing any problems I had in the process. That's why I can look into her eyes now, because I know she has her own place in my heart. That her name released the lock there, so she could finally enter in.